wow. the 100th post.
i thought about commemorating this auspicious occasion the same way they do on television sitcoms. gather all my favorite little posts and celebrate the big 1-0-0 with a throwback to the past 6 months of blogging.
but then i thought: what does the past have that this very moment doesn't? so instead, i decided that nothing would be more fitting than my feeble attempt at articulating the perfection of the NOW.
it's a perfectly crisp and dreary fall morning. i just dropped little G off at 1st grade---and his younger counterparts are- quite miraculously- playing quietly in the living room. i've cracked the sliding glass door open- and can feel the gentle passage of the cool breeze. rain drizzles outside the window. and the gray shade of these early hours is in direct correlation to the cloud cover. a starbucks cup sits empty on the kitchen counter. the breakfast dishes have been gathered. there is a pot roast simmering in the crock pot--filling the dimly lit kitchen with delicious aromas. everyone is snug inside their long sleeved shirts and worn sweatshirts. the kind of worn that defines "favorite".
if i could bottle this morning. open it up every so often--when i had a few moments for a cup of warm tea and a few chapters in a fabulous novel-- i think i could say with honesty that i had bottled perfection. that i knew the remedy to any terrible, horrible, no-good, very bad day.
but since that is, sadly, impossible-- it is this, my 100th post, that i will think of on those days. i will dare my memory to recall the stillness. the peace. the contentment of this moment. i will revive it. relive it. and allow it to calm even my darkest times.
i am utterly thankful for today.
now. off to order a new northface jacket.